Happy Hannukah

Any internal conflicts aside, we had a lovely weekend with my in-laws visiting. My mother-in-law was here about a month ago, but M’s dad had not seen the babies (or us, but that’s not the point) since mid-September. When he last saw them at barely six weeks old, he was somewhat standoffish. I wondered why he came all the way from Florida to not hold his new grandchildren. Come to find out he was a little scared by their small size. Newborns can look so fragile if you aren’t used to them, and my kids were pretty tiny at the time (well, Rebecca was, anyways). This time, however, he was positively delighted. The kiddos did well, handing out smiles and squeals and eye contact left and right. They put on a good show. The extra stimulation kind of messed with their eating and sleeping, but overall they were great.

I even made them stay up an extra few minutes after bathtime so we could light their first Hannukah candles. They were quite sleepy, I must say. Afterwards, they went straight to bed and the rest of us enjoyed a Hannukah/M’s birthday celebration.